a group of home recording musicians, recording for fun
Lyrics
The angel was returning to Earth,
From Orion Nebula.
The bouquet of burning stars,
In her memory.
She alighted,
On the TransAmerica pyramid,
And counted the number of aqueducts,
On the point.
Merry were the times
She’d spent doing this.
Though her real forté Was finding
the exact number of goldfish in Tokyo.
With her x-ray glasses
as she flew over at 3000 feet.
On earth she found there was
an accumulation of six inches,
In the last forty years.
And the north start was dim with neurosis.
